Apocalypse Cockroach

When this blood mist washed through from behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang's whole body of equipment disappeared. The helmet, armor, and military boots were left with only half the back, just like a sharp steel knife to divide his equipment from head to foot. At this moment, the battlefield became silent. There was nothing more in the 600 meter diameter range centered on Wu Fan. In a huge ring circle, whether it was a mouse or debris, or the garbage disappeared. It slipped away like someone had cleaned it a million times. If you look closely, you would find that huge ring fell more than half a metre high from the surrounding ground, gradually shaping downward from the edge to the center.

Destroyed everything but didn't destroy the impending incendiary bomb. Wu Fan stood head down and looked like a wooden stake waiting to rot. Although it almost caused great damage to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang was not afraid. He rushed to Wu Fan's side again and grabbed Wu Fan's collar. How could he know that everything on Wu Fan was like ash composition, fingertips just Just touched, all the clothes were turned into flying ash, exposing Wu Fan's body. Every pore in that body was bleeding. The blood of the orangutan stained Wu Fan red, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but be stunned. He saw beneath that red was the skin of an old bark wrinkled bark. Wu Fan finally exploded with his life and lost all his energy and life. There's only one last breath left.

Incendiary bombs landed less than 30 meters away, huge sources of fire suddenly spread, covering all the empty ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wu Fan were all caught in a bright blue flame with a flamehead of up to 30 meters, the defensive position was blurred, piles of mouse corpses walked on kilometers of defensive line, blown up, head exploded, torn, and burned The scorch is everywhere, on the other side of the line of defense, the corpses of human imperfections are neatly placed, all the corpses of evolutionaries, beside the corpses are their lifetime weapons, silent repressive atmosphere, burning scorching air, and the rats screaming far away in the flames, everything is so close to them, and it feels so far away, the Iron Plains look at the burning flames, the hearts are different Often tangled, he hoped that Zhang Xiaoqiang would come out and hope that he would never come out. Li John sat idly on the expected ground with a red rifle, looking at the flame brain empty...

The night sky was extinguished when a cluster of flames burned and fell. It was as spectacular and beautiful as a meteor rain. In the air frigate above the meteor rain, Huang Tingwei sat on the captain's throne, holding a Type 92 pistol in his hand slowly pointed at his temple. The silent crew around him did not stop him. Xier's long and beautiful phoenix eyes filled with glittering tears. Laundry and moonlight stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang caught in the image of the flame rating...

“I'm going down….” The words of the Laundry Moon made Huang Tingwei prepare to pull the trigger's fingers stiff, the empty eyes swept through the icy Laundry Moon, the dry voice dull said: “It is dangerous to go down, there are unknown mutant beetles in the sky, only one third of the thirty incendiary bombs landed on the ground... ”

Said here, Huang Tingwei's face suddenly turned iron blue and growled angrily: “Damn one-third, why not all, why...” Deeply self-blaming makes Huang Tingwei's heart bitter. Once it is determined that Zhang Xiaoqiang's death will cause a panic disaster in China. Zhang Xiaoqiang is not only the supreme leader of Huaxia's renaissance, but also the bond of various subordinate forces of Huaxia's renaissance. They will only obey Zhang Xiaoqiang. Once Zhang Xiaoqiang's death is determined, the whole of Huaxia's renaissance will be divided. Hubei's first army can only be controlled by Hubei. By then, gradually reunified China will be a group of males. Even Jiangxi's third son will be separated from Hubei. Although Zhang Xiaoqiang has his own children, but the newly aged child will not be able to obey the public. Maybe Huang Quan won't betray the others?

“Let me down….” She doesn't need any reason to go on the moon, she just wants to go on, she doesn't even know why, all the dissatisfaction and grudges in Zhang Xiaoqiang disappeared, and all her emotions and thoughts disappeared. The empty mind makes her unusually sad, slightly trembling her body makes her want to faint at this moment, so as not to suffer the severe pain of eating all ants in her heart.

“…” Huang Tingwei silenced, he can die, but the laundry moon cannot die, he knows the influence of the laundry moon in Sichuan. Once the laundry moon is in trouble, maybe Hubei will lose Sichuan forever, and there will be blood phoenix. The only thing that can suppress blood phoenix is the laundry moon. Once Zhang Xiaoqiang's death is sent back to Hubei, Huang Quan and Zhang Huaian will raise Zhang Xiaoqiang's son as heirs in the first place. If so, he must have a powerful person to suppress all the wrongdoers. In addition to the laundry moon, he really can't think of who else can do it. There is still a point to consider. If the Hubei forces who want to rebel, the sons and daughters of Zhang Xiaoqiang will be their targets, it is easy to avoid hidden arrows, and there will be no top evolutionists sitting in town...

At last, the pistol moved away from the temple. Huang Tingwei stood up and looked at the burning fire on the display screen. Unlike the previous tens of thousands of thoughts, he was thinking about how to preserve Zhang Xiaoqiang's descendants. Even with Huang Quan and Zhang Huaian, he was not relieved. Zhang Xiaoqiang's death had absolute responsibility, but before he died, he had to plan for Zhang Xiaoqiang's descendants.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has said more than once that Huaxia Renaissance cannot inherit in a family style, but at present no one's prestige can reach the level of Zhang Xiaoqiang, whether Zhao Jun or Shiyuan, or Zhou Jie and Huang Quan, if He Wenbin is immortal, there is still a little possibility, but now, no one can, in relative terms, let Zhang Xiaoqiang's children inherit, can be widely recognized by many people, at least Hubei can stabilize, as for other places, it may take decades to achieve.

“Perhaps the cockroach brother is not dead...” Young first mate lets Huang Tingwei and Ming Moon look at him together, the burning heat in his eyes almost burns him, Huang Tingwei is just the same. Ming Moon is a super beautiful woman. Those fantastic eyes can gently sweep away to make the vast majority of men's bones suffocate, not to mention this big boy just in blood, he is handsome and reddish, he said "There's a saying that it's called destiny. Zhang Xiaoqiang can walk to this day not because of other things, but because of luck. Every time a cockroach brother encounters a vicious danger, he dies a long time ago. I don't know how many times, but cockroach brother is still not alive. Perhaps in the past, luck can only be superstitious, but now, miracles are not just independent. Evolutionists themselves are a miracle, cockroach brother is the strongest evolution who…. ”

Huang Tingwei was lucky to hear that the fire burned to ashes? He was about to curse, but the image on the screen attracted all the minds, and the lady said at the first moment: “The flame center has absorption reaction, the area and temperature are decreasing, someone extinguishes the fire in the center... ”

The flame of the flame still lingers on the retina. The spread fire has disappeared. Zhang Xiaoqiang's image with a machete is in front of everyone. Zhang Xiaoqiang, wearing the serpent's scalar armor, is the same as before. Only the machete in his hand shines like steel water from the furnace, with a bright glow...